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Anthology Reviews

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Here are some of the reviews from readers: A great review here from Dandelion Girl: Views of a Dandelion Girl: Kissing Frankenstein & Other Stories And here from Annette Thomson: Nettie Thomson: Kissing… Read More

Amazon Listing

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The Flash-Fiction anthology is now available to order from Amazon

Automorph

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I dived into the wineglass and swam a few strokes. The glass wrapped itself round me, then there was a cross noise and I was unceremoniously tipped out on to the floor. The… Read More

The Spaces in Between

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‘Now, Ginny takes first pick of vacation time, on account of her having her little ones.’ I knew for a fact that Ginny’s kids were thirteen and fifteen – she told me that… Read More

Boat Trip

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All night long rain had battered against the slate roof and stone walls of the boathouse. Marina pulled on a thick sweater, boots, cagoule and unbolted the door. The wind was gusting even… Read More

New Dawn

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I watch the sinking sun, a blood-shot ball exhausted by the long hot day. A million blades of grass irritate me through the thin cotton of my post-war trousers. I swear Lorna has… Read More

Painting the Shed

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I hear the first scream while I am painting the shed, kneeling in my brother’s old school shorts on a pile of yellowed newspapers. ‘No! She’s not dead!’ Great Uncle Jazeps, known to… Read More

Lop

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She pointed to the tree with her good hand and smiled politely when the tree surgeon asked her why she hadn’t called him in the first place. Rachel Carter Rachel Carter from North… Read More

The Alien’s Unfortunate Timing

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Fat Bob was chomping one of his special meat pies when the alien landed. His doorbell rang. ‘Greetings,’ said the alien. ‘Are you the leader?’ ‘Huh?’ said Fat Bob through gravy and crumbs.… Read More

Tracking Elephants

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‘Tenineightsevensixfifour-’ ‘Slow down, Rajiv!’ ‘OK, auntie, but I really want to press the button — like in the movies.’ ‘Does there have to be a countdown?’ ‘Yes — like a rocket!’ ‘In which… Read More

Best Served Cold

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They may have looked pretty but the yellow suede pumps – bought especially for the trip – hid two sizeable blisters and enough dead skin cells to create a small artificial beach. Jenny… Read More

The Toll of Blue Sky Thinking

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The bright March sky was a flat reprimand. Sylvia avoided meeting it. Straightening her rigid net curtains, she glanced sideways at the day’s nagging blueness. Thick and opaque, weighted with a strip of… Read More

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